Chapter Eighty-two: The Return Journey

  The sky is clear and vast, the withered trees are desolate.

  Rumble.

  A shrill whistle suddenly pierced the air, moving at an astonishing speed, leaving behind a long white trail of vapor, and vanished into the distance...

  Behind him, a loud roar like a lion and tiger sounded, the sound shook the mountains and forests, like the king of the mountains and forests. With the sound, a golden light flashed, as fast as lightning, following the white air wave's back, going crazy.

  A figure suddenly appeared on the ground in the distant mountain forest, his face was a bit pale, and he was panting heavily. Beside him, six round, silver bullets were jumping up and down, emitting fine, needle-like sword energy that pierced through the air with a continuous 'hissing' sound.

  A fierce sword aura rose from his body, emitting a strong sense of oppression, carrying an unstoppable and domineering aura that swept across the area in an instant, like a hurricane.

  But before the figure could steady its footing, the aura around it seemed to provoke something, and a loud roar echoed from the desolate forest in front. The ground shook violently as a massive black shadow, over 30-40 meters long, suddenly sprang up. A huge blood-filled maw, with long white fangs, charged towards the figure.

  That black shadow was too big, it suddenly stood up, and from the bottom, it almost covered the sky. The dark pressure came over, giving people a great sense of oppression, especially when a gust of fishy wind came head-on, sweeping everything away.

  That was a 'Primordial Boa', a massive creature that could reach 30-40 meters in length after it had fully grown, a terrifying magical beast that was close to being a transcendent entity, capable of swallowing a giant mammoth whole. Its eyes glowed with an eerie light as its massive jaws opened wide, revealing a blood-red maw that seemed like a black hole, capable of swallowing twenty people at once. With a single gulp, it created a massive suction force, causing dust and debris to fly everywhere, everything being sucked into its belly.

  That figure suddenly raised its head, eyes gleaming, "Go!" The six round, silver-glinting sword pellets floating beside him immediately burst forth, transforming into a flying sword without a hilt, less than two inches long, shaped like a silver fish. It pierced through the air and vanished in an instant...

  It's hard to imagine just how terrifying that speed is unless you've seen it with your own eyes.

  "Whoosh!"

  Because it was too fast, the air was directly penetrated, and a thin line was cut out. Then, a shrill scream was heard, and blood splattered everywhere. The flying sword directly pierced through the ancient python's skull, penetrating from behind its hard scales, and with a loud crash, the massive creature heavily fell to the ground, causing the earth to shake several times.

  The silver flying sword hummed a soft whine, shaking the air, and in an instant, it disappeared from its original position and reappeared in front of Ye Han, fluttering restlessly as if to show off.

  At this time, the figure finally lifted his head, revealing a handsome and determined face, with unruly black long hair, and two cow horns on top of his head that were particularly eye-catching. This was Ye Han, who had formally cultivated his body well and walked out from the depths of the mountain forest. At this moment, he could feel the connection between the flying swords by his side and his own flesh and blood, which had increased day by day since he absorbed nearly 70% of the massive Qi and blood in his body. The spiritual nature of these flying swords was gradually merging with him, becoming one and indistinguishable from each other.

  If this continues, one day these six flying swords will become like an extension of his own arm, as if they were a part of him.

  Even now, it exhibits extremely terrifying power. In a short-distance sprint, the speed of each flying sword can reach nearly sonic speeds. Moreover, with the superimposition of formless sword energy, these flying swords are also changing structurally. It's as if each flying sword has produced a spiritual furnace that provides power. Following this evolution, it's hard to imagine whether one day they'll be able to pierce through nothingness and slay ghosts and gods.

  The intangible sword energy is formidable and can annihilate souls, but it's essentially a concentrated spiritual force that disperses when the distance is too great. However, these six flying swords serve as a vessel, protecting the spiritual force as it enters the material realm, greatly amplifying its power. This is similar to the human body; the soul is the oar and the flesh is the boat - with both the oar and the boat, one can cross the sea of suffering and reach the other shore. Similarly, the intangible sword energy is the oar, while the flying swords are the flesh and the boat. With the flesh and the boat, the spiritual force is protected and won't disperse, piercing through the void and material realms to slaughter souls and annihilate bodies...

  This is similar to the spiritual instruments of the Taoist "Tianshi" or the Buddhist "Sharira", which, due to being cultivated by spiritually advanced individuals for many years, exhibit extraordinary abilities that are beyond the understanding of ordinary people, and thus become increasingly legendary.

  Now that I think about it, Ye Han guessed that what he did was probably the same principle. It's just that being in a high martial world, he took a big step further and restored the thoughts and ideas of ancient people from his previous life, but because of environmental limitations, he couldn't do things like this 'Flying Sword' technique.

  The ancient wisdom of past lives is destined to be carried forward and glorified by Ye Han in this life!

  However, he has been out for so long, originally wanting to seek revenge against those who pursued and killed him on the Dark Assassination Path of Mandrake. But who would have thought that after a futile search, not only did he fail to find his target, but instead obtained some information from a mercenary adventurer who had entered the desolate forest.

  After that day, the Black Dragon Army of Daguangming Peak suddenly appeared and launched a large-scale sweep, almost killing all the remnants who were chasing them. Even Fengyuan Ancient City suffered heavy losses, with two deputy city masters being personally beheaded by the leader of the Black Dragon Army after being found to have connections with them. A large-scale bloodbath ensued, with seven major families being wiped out overnight. Fengyuan Ancient City was severely damaged as a result, but ultimately did not turn against Daguangming Peak. The terrifying power of the Guangming Sword Master can be imagined! As for what happened to that white-clothed foolish youth, Emperor Ta, Ye Han returned to the mountain valley and found it in disarray. He had already left, presumably taken away by the Black Dragon Army.

  Because of this, Ye Han definitely couldn't return to Fengyuan Ancient City again. He decided to take a detour and head towards another large city in the jurisdiction of the Karlon Empire. Although the transmission array there couldn't directly reach the territory of the Kaitel tribe in the Bimon Empire, it was still the closest place.

  So Ye Han abruptly changed direction, heading north, and to save time, he chose one of the most difficult mountain roads, where powerful magical beasts often appeared, and ordinary mountain hunters and mercenaries were also afraid to take this road. However, with Ye Han's current strength and the few trump cards in his hand, as long as he was careful, it was unlikely that anything unexpected would happen.

  He walked for nearly seven days!

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